The music sometimes makes me wanna dance. I like to shake it all about. But only when there is no one else in sight. They may surely catch a fright. The music sometimes makes me want to cry. When they tell my story, it makes me want to run and hide before anyone tries to take a shot, capture me and shut me down.
The music sometimes settles me. I find comfort in each word that it sings to me
The music in my room is a good friend to me, I feel it coarse through my veins once more. I’m alive once again. Thanks to the music in my veins.
Copyright 2016, 2018
by Felina Silver Robinson
Published by Felina
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
Here I will share some of my poetry, my opinions along with some of my stories. I hope you enjoy(ed) your visit to poetsareangels.com. If you read and liked what you saw, please hit the LIKE button. Always feel free to leave friendly comments. Please no vulgarity as my teenagers frequent this site. "Happiness is the pathway to a memorable existence." Felina
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